Mile High (Up in the Air #2)(72)

I turned my eyes to Jules, studying her and trying very hard to remind myself that this woman was just trying to cause trouble. And still, it was working… “And what is your purpose in all of this, Jules? Are you going to map out your own relationship with James for me?”

She gave me that warm smile. The most sincere fake smile I’d ever seen. “I’m not his submissive, if that’s what you’re asking. He’s always seen me too much as his equal to ever treat me that way.”

She doesn’t get it , I thought, a little shocked. It wasn’t about equality. If anything, James had always made me feel that I had most of the power in the relationship, outside of the bedroom. After all of the trouble this woman had caused us, to realize that she wasn’t even his type, and that she didn’t understand him at all, was stunning.

“I’m his social equal,” she continued, “and we have always been perfectly matched. I’m self-confident enough to allow him his kinky little side affairs.”

All I could think as she spoke was how pathetic she was. “You realize that he has a completely different opinion about your relationship, don’t you? He said it’s been at least a year since you’ve had sex. He claims that you’re just a friend.”

Her face tightened nearly imperceptibly, but I saw the tension around her mouth. It was written on her young face like an old bitterness. “He’s sowing his wild oats. I’m an understanding woman. He needs that in a partner. It’s something only someone from our social class could really comprehend.”

I had nearly forgotten about Jolene until she pressed her large, soft br**sts against my arm. My gaze swung to hers in the mirror. Hers were smoldering at me.

“We don’t need to be your enemies, Bianca,” she said, her voice nearly breathless. “If you’re going to last for any length of time at all with our James, you should know that he only stays interested in women who like other women.”

I blinked at her, trying hard to find another meaning to her words. “Excuse me?” I asked her.

I couldn’t mistake how she rubbed against me. “There’s nothing he loves more than dominating two women at once. Hasn’t he mentioned that to you yet? I loved it when he brought other women into the playground with us. And, of course, as his favorite, he brings me back in to play with his new subs.”

A wave of nausea hit me, and my fists clenched. I did not want these women to know how they’d affected me, but it was already a struggle, and I knew they weren’t finished.

Jolene lowered the sleeveless top of her dress, exposing the perfectly proportioned, overly generous globes of her br**sts. I noticed the large silver hoops pierced into her dark red ni**les immediately. Her sinfully full lips curved into a sensuous smile. “He only gives these to his favorites. Didn’t you know?

Jules shocked me by pressing hard against me from behind and grabbing my wrists in a hard grip. It didn’t even occur to me to struggle at first. A physical threat from these women was the last thing I had expected.

Even as Jules moved, Jolene was reaching her arms up around my neck and pressing her soft figure against me. Her petite, small-framed body was much stronger than I could have imagined as she pulled my head down to hers.

“Just a taste, Bianca,” she whispered, just before she crushed her soft mouth to mine. I registered that it felt beyond strange to be kissed by such a soft, moist mouth as she moved her lips against mine. I was frozen in shock at the unexpected assault until she thrust her little tongue into my mouth. I began to struggle against the two women holding me in earnest, then. I bit Jolene’s tongue hard enough to make her pull back with a curse.

She looked absolutely shocked at my rejection as she stepped away from me, her hand to her mouth.

Jules released me at almost the same moment, moving in front of me to join a red-faced Jolene. Jolene’s eyes made a surprisingly quick transformation from shocked to hard and mean as I watched the sensually lovely woman.

She pointed a finger at me. “You’re making a mistake, you know. You can’t hope to hold his interest unless you’re willing to be more open-minded. He’s completely insatiable. He needs variety, and if you can’t provide it, he’ll be done with you in a week.” As she spoke, Jules was adjusting Jolene’s top back over her br**sts. Her touch on the other woman spoke of familiarity.

I glared at both of them. “That’s not happening. If James wants other women, he’s free to have them. I’ll leave him so fast his head will spin. And if you two like women so much, you can have each other. Why even bother with James?”

Jolene’s expression didn’t change at all. “You won’t be able to let him go so easily. And he’s impossible to forget. Mark my words, you’ll change your mind about wanting me. I’ll be waiting.” As she spoke, the two women linked their fingers together, a clear sign of their solidarity.

Jules gave me a very ‘cat that ate the canary’ smile as they sauntered out of the bathroom. They walked out slowly, as though they hadn’t assaulted me just moments before.

I just stood there, staring at the closed door for long moments, completely stunned by the whole deranged exchange. In spite of my resolve not to let Jules cause us problems, the things I had been told had shaken my faith in James, and in our ability to have any kind of a stable relationship. I turned from the closed door to look in the mirror. The sight that met my eyes made me angry. My mouth was smeared with